1620 




1920 



December tKe T-wenty-first 



Celebration 

by the 

State of Connecticut 

of the 

Tercentenary Anniversary 

of the 

Landing of the Pilgrim Fatkers and Motkers 
at Plymoutli Rock 



"A great ho[^c and inward zcall they had of laying some good 
foundation, or at least to make some way thereunto . . . yea, 
though they should be but even as steplDing-stones unto others for ye 
perjorming of so great a work." 

— From Bradford's "History of Plymouth Plantation," 

Page 32 



CELEBRATION 

As Authorized by the Connecticut Legislature of 

1919 

in commemoration of the 

Three Hundredth Anniversary 

OF THE 

Landing of the Pilgrims at 
Plymouth Rock 

1620 



Parsons Theatre Hartford, Connecticut 

December the Twenty-first 
1920 

AT two-thirty o'clock, P. M. 



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" Thus oul of smalle beginnings greater things have been 
prodused by His hand yt made all things of nothing, and gives 
being to all things that are; and as one smalle candle may light a 
thousand, so ye light there kindled hath shone to many, yea, in 
some sorte to our whole nation." 

— From Bradford's "History of Plymouth Plantation," 

Page 332 



PROGRAM 



Xhe Honorable Simeon E. Bald-win 
Presiding 



Singing 
By the Audience 

Led by the 

Boys' and Girls' 

Glee Clubs 

of the 

Hartford Public 

High School 

Ralph L. Baldwin 
Musical Director 



A Message from the 
State of Connecticut 



INVOCATION 

Reverend Rockwell Harmon Potter, D. D. 

Minister of the First Church of Christ 
in Hartford, Organized 1632 

FOREFATHER'S HYMN 

Tune, Duke Street 

O God, beneath Thy guiding hand, 

Our exiled fathers crossed the sea ; 
And when they trod the wintry strand, 

With prayer and psalm they worshipped Thee. 

Thou heard'st, well pleased, the song, the prayer: 
Thy blessing came; and still its power 

Shall onward, through all ages, bear 
The memory of that holy hour. 

Laws, freedom, truth, and faith in God 
Came with those exiles o'er the waves; 

And where their pilgrim feet have trod 
The God they trusted guards their graves. 

And here Thy name, O God of Love, 
Their children's children shall adore. 

Till these eternal hills remove 

And spring adorns the earth no more. 

— Leonard B.\coN. 1833. 

"A PUBLIC LETTER FROM THE STATE OF 
CONNECTICUT 

TO THE CHILDREN OF HER SCHOOLS " 

Read by 

Miss Clara M. Coe 



A group of Melodies 

from the 

Pilgrim Psalm Book 

Sung by the 

Glee Clubs 



EXPLANATORY STATEMENT 

BY 

Professor Waldo S. Pratt, Mus. D. 



'BOW DOWN THINE EAR" 



From Psalm 86 



Bow down Thine ear, Jehovah, answer me, 

For I am poor, afflicted and needy. 
Keep Thou my soul, for merciful am I ; 

My God, Thy servant save, that trusts in Thee. 

Jehovah, be Thou gracious to me. 
For all the day call unto Thee do I. 

Thy servant's soul rejoice Thou cheerfully. 
For, Lord, I lift my soul up unto Thee. 



'BY BABEL'S RIVERS, 



From Psalm 137 



By Babel's rivers, there sat we. 

Yea, wept, when we did mind Sion. 
The willows that amidst it be 

Our harps we hanged them upon. 
For songs of us there ask did they 

That had us captive led along. 
And mirth, they that us heaps did lay 

"Sing unto us some Sion's song! " 

Jehovah's song how sing shall we 

Within a foreign people's land? 
Jerusalem, if 1 do thee 

Forget, forget let my right hand! 
Cleave let my tongue to my palate. 

If I do not in mind thee bear. 
If I Jerusalem do not 

Above my chief est joy prefer I 



'CONFESS JEHOVAH, 



From Psalm 136 



Confess Jehovah thankfully, 
For He is good, for His mercy 

Continueth for ever. 
To God of gods confess do ye, 
Because His bountiful mercy 

Continueth for ever. 
Unto the Lord of lords confess. 
Because His merciful kindness 

Continueth for ever. 
To Him that doth Himself only 
Things wondrous great, for His mercy 

Continueth for ever. 

Which in our base state minded us. 
Because His mercy gracious 

Continueth for ever. 
And from our foes did us release, 
Because His merciful kindness 

Continueth for ever. 
Which giveth food unto all flesh, 
Because His merciful kindness 

Continueth for ever. 
To God of heavens confess do ye, 
Because His bountiful mercy 

Continueth for ever. 



Reading of 



THE PILGRIM COMPACT 
By 

Colonel Charles Edward Thompson 

Governor 
(Connecticut Society of Mayflower Descendants 



All Sing 



'AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL" 



To the Tune of Materna 



O beautiful for spacious skies, 

For amber waves of grain, 
For purple mountain majesties, 

Above the fruited plain; 
America! America! 

God shed His grace on thee. 
And crown thy good with brotherhood. 

From sea to shining sea. 

O beautiful for pilgrim feet, 

Whose stern, impassioned stress 
A thoroughfare for freedom beat 

Across the wilderness; 
America ! America ! 

God mend thine every flaw. 
Confirm thy soul in self-control, 

Thy liberty in law. 

O beautiful for glory-tale 

Of liberating strife. 
When valiantly, for man's avail. 

Men lavished precious life; 
America! America! 

May God thy gold refine, 
Till all success be nobleness, 

And every gain divine. 

O beautiful for patriot dream 

That sees beyond the years. 
Thine alabaster cities gleam, 

Undimmed by human tears; 
America! America! 

God shed His grace on Thee, 
And crown thy good with brotherhood. 

From sea to shining sea. 

— Katherine Lee Bates. 1904. 



Address by Provost Williston Walker, Ph. D., D. D., L. H. D. 

of Yale University 

"WHY WE HONOR THE PILGRIMS" 



Singing 

by the 

Boys' and Girls' 

Glee Clubs 



(a) "THE VOYAGE OF THE MAYFLOWER' 

Out across the broad blue ocean, 

Daring wind and wave, 
In their hearts a firm devotion, 

Sailed the Pilgrims brave. 



Calm or tempest might betide them 

Still with purpose grand 
Fared they on with faith to guide them 

To their chosen land. 

On and on the Mayflower plowing 
Through the trackless deep, 

Bore the ones with fervor vowing 
Heaven" s pledge to keep. 

Through the lonely sea that held it 

In its mighty scope. 
Strove that ship while truth impelled it 

Toward the land of hope. 

With their valor tried and tested, 

Their long voyage o'er. 
Home at last the Pilgrims rested 

On a new found shore. 

There they toiled with faith undaunted 

And with purpose high, 
And in their splendid zeal they planted 

Truth that shall not die. 



— Nixon Waterman. 



(6) "LAND OF OUR HEARTS" 

Land of our hearts, upon whose bounteous breast 
Earth's weary sons from many lands find rest. 
Bind us in love, that we may truly be 
One blood, one nation, everlastingly. 

— John Hall Ingham. 



All Sing 



"AMERICA" 

My country! 'tis of thcc. 
Sweet land of liberty. 

Of thcc I sing; 
Land where my fathers died, 
Land of the Pilgrims' pride, 
From every mountain side 

Let freedom ring! 

My native country, thee, 
Land of the noble, free. 

Thy name I love; 
I love thy rocks and rills, 
Thy woods and templed hills. 
My heart with rapture thrills 

Like that above. 

Let music swell the breeze. 
And ring from all the trees 

Sweet freedom's song : 
Let mortal tongues awake. 
Let all that breathe partake. 
Let rocks their silence break. 

The sound prolong. 

Our fathers' God, to Thee, 
Author of liberty, 

To Thee we sing: 
Long may our land be bright 
With freedom's holy light; 
Protect us by Thy might. 

Great God, our King. 

— S.F.Smith. 1832. 



BENEDICTION 

By the 

Right Reverend Chauncey Bunce Brewster, D.D. 



Appreciation is extended to 
Messrs. Gallup & Alfred for 
the use of the Mason and 
Hamlin Piano. 



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